Darlene Walsh - As She Wrought

She was dressed to the nines,
And looking so fine.
Searching each night
For the perfect sight.

She searched day after day,
Traveling every which way
For the one she sought,
The perfect one she thought.

Each night she went out,
But each she labeled lout.
Not the right one she sought,
Not perfect was her thought.

His hair was too long,
The clothes were all wrong.
His smile was not right,
He was a terrible sight.

Every night she looked
And to none was she hooked.
Never the one she sought,
None perfect she thought.

Day after day, year after year,
Never someone to call dear.
The time came and went,
Away each one was sent.

Then one day as she planned to shine
Again as always dressed to the nines.
In the mirror was gray hair and back bent
Life passed her by, all time was spent.

Her life all but gone
And no love was won.
Never the one she sought,
Perfectly alone as she wrought.

Darlene Walsh

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